ऑटोग्राफ

First watch NAYAK (1966) then you'll understand why I wrote POOR.

Didn't find this movie very engaging. The film fails to keep the audience engaged. The story line is weak coupled with weak performances

Going by the motto of Satyajit Ray, whose screenplay this movie tried to adopt so desperately, a good movie requires a good script, taut dialogues and definitely good actors. In this movie, unfortunately, script was not original, dialogues were far from natural and other than Prosenjit, everyone else lacked professional acting abilities. Direction lacked conviction in numerous situations. Lack of good dialogues often indulged overlapping conversations of two characters, leading to a very uncomfortable vibe. Character development in some cases were very weak. The part played by Rudraprasad Sengupta needed a very sincere attention, as it was the building block of the character of the hero. Although Prosenjit was very diligent in executing his emotions, the entire sequence with Rudraprasad fell flat on its face.

Only positives that can be taken out of this movie is probably the courageous approach to produce something different out of a known cult classic of Bengali cinema, especially knowing the fact that majority audiences of Bengal hardly ever pardons a movie which dares to modify an established work of art.

Had a lots of expectations from this one as the movie was a tribute to the Master's All Time Classic movie Nayak but the movie isn't that much engaging. Plot wasn't so good it didn't feel bore but the movie fails to connect the audience with it. Songs were damn good and the lyrics had deeper meaning. Anupam Roy's composition was very good. Overall a one time watch but instead go for Satyajit Ray's 'Nayak'.

This film, though stemming from a novel idea, was not well-executed. The screen-play lacked conviction and the direction much needed focus. In this film in an attempt to pay tribute to one of the greatest filmmakers/auteurs of all times in the world (Satyajit Ray), Mr. Mukherjee somehow lost track of what (and how much) gravity creating such a tribute demanded. Autograph is immensely rich in its approach to film theory with its subtle references to iconic European directors and films. Sadly though, it ended up being an incomplete and incoherent melange of some unexpected and mostly predictable plot twists. The myriad of sequences remain(ed) fettered in underdeveloped video vignettes devoid of artistic momentousness. This film belied Mukherjee's capabilities as a potential avant-garde Indian filmmaker!